The Rock Star Dream

When I got home May wasn't around. She was probably doing yoga or meditating which also meant that she was still mad. Either way there was no point in telling her about what happened she'd probably hear from Ash anyway. I went up to my room and took a shower. I felt so dirty after the fight I needed to scrub myself. When I got out I locked my door to make sure I didn't have any intruders. I really wasn't in the mood to talk to anyone anymore. It had been such a good day. I've found my family. I have a big brother a few actually. To top it off BVB, Black Veil Fucking Brides, wants me, ME, on the next album AND go on tour with them. How awesome is that? But of course its too good to be true. Juliet doesn't want me around. She thinks Andy has a thing for me which is weird. I mean come on. I have frizzy dull brown curly hair that I dye black which make the frizz worse. I'm super tall and skinny like fucking bones. I look anorexic. I'm not but I look like it. Also, theres the fact that I seriously don't give a fuck about my appearance. I could have a stain on my shirt and it wouldn't matter. I never wear make up and If I do my hair it's usually in a messy bun or a pony tail. There is no way Andy could like me... like ever. And from what I know of their past she's the one that cheated. Andy is loyal and wouldn't do that. Maybe she's gone all psycho because she's cheating on him again.

I shook my head to clear the rampage of thoughts out of my head and picked up my guitar. I have this little seat in my window where I sat and started playing. I had a few lyrics floating in my head but I knew the melody. A bitter sweet song of finding a home, jealous friends and losing everything.

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